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She is a copywriter at a law firm, where the men remind her of the creepy guy in the produce aisle, with a head of iceberg lettuce, leering at her, smiling —as she contemplates the bright blank screen.
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May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 11:20 PM UTC
Her job.
She is a copywriter at a law firm, where the men remind her of the creepy guy in the produce aisle, with a head of iceberg lettuce, leering at her, smiling —as she contemplates the bright blank screen.
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May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 11:20 PM UTC
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